I want to wake up and walk out my door to coffee shop on the corner. I want to drop off my dry cleaning on my way to the subway or tube stop. I want to have a book store and a movie theater in my neighborhood. I want to sit in a local bar and have a glass of wine and write in my journal. I want to know the bartender’s name and have a bowl of mussels with butter and herbs in broth. I want to wear black and high heels and fake pearls. On the other hand, I want to own a farm in Kentucky, grow limestone lettuce, adopt a dog and let him run and hunt, listen to rain on a tin roof, raise chickens, drive a pickup truck, sit on the porch at the end of the day, sleep like a baby in a four poster bed that belonged to my grandmother. Except those two sides of my self will never be fully reconciled and I live in the between spaces. Maybe I need to choose.

This is so me, in so many ways. I grew up in the country and gardened with my dad, my mom wanted the convenience of the city and moved us when I was 13. I’ve struggled since, where do I belong? 7 years ago I had a condo on the river walking distance from the hip “square”, sushi, movies, coffee shop, pizza & wine, library, etc…I’ve since moved to the country with my finace and we have a pond, a garden and acres to roam. I still yearn for coffee shops in the morning but I do love being able to see the stars at night.

i know i’m commenting on an old post here, but i identify with this post 100%, living in the country right now and pining constantly for the city when i’m not there. there are so many advantages and disadvantages to both…i think about this constantly!

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It's not on a map. There's no zip code, area code, dress code. There's a honky tonk just down the road, the moon is always full, maybe there's a pecan tree in the backyard and an old red truck in the driveway, the houses are faded aqua and neon pink, Frida Kahlo is the patron saint, and I'd live here full-time if I could...this is my ode to inspiration.

Founder and former Publisher of Skirt! Magazine. Writer, editor, blue Kentucky girl exiled in South Carolina, country mouse longing for a penthouse, sometime recluse, sometime party girl.

The things that inspire me to turn off tv and turn on imagination, to get off my couch and get creative, plus bits and pieces on keeping a journal, the writing craft, collagery, photography and assorted other arty alchemy.